Naive

I feel so very fucking stupid.
I should have known you'd do this.
How could I be so naive?
All of those lies I believe.

I knew it was too good to be true.
Why did I ever start to fall for you?
Are these just scenarios in my mind?
Or am I actually this fucking blind?

When did I lose the strength to shut you out?
When did I lose sight of what you're really about?
I wish that I never wrote that letter.
I should of known you wouldn't be better.

Did I really think I was something special?
No, just easily someone else's little fool.
Can I erase the way that I feel?
Stop telling me that this is real.

Please get out of my head.
Erase images of us in your bed.
Loosen your grasp on me.
I can hardly already breathe.

You're the first and last thing on my mind.
Can you please just go and leave me behind?
Never mind, don't do that, I'd break.
I'm already very close to the brink.

How do you know exactly what to say?
Can you please stop making me feel this way?
It might not seem like it, but I'm fragile.
And I'm horribly afraid that you're vile.

These feelings hurt, but I enjoy the pain.
I don't regret anything, let me explain.
You're what I've wanted as long as I can remember.
What can I actually do other than just surrender?